4,3,2,1 (Video Version|Explicit) - LL Cool J (埃勒·酷)/Method Man/Redman/DMX Aiyyo one two three four five six seven Blaze the hot trizack that sound like heaven Seven six five four three two one My mon Meth-Tical come and get some Playin' my position hot Nixon This one for all the sick ones confliction Poisonous darts sickenin' best believe Finger itchin' with two broke legs now I'm trippin' On MC's cliche shot that ricochets Start trouble bust bubbles hip to wicked ways Gotta love me G O D no one above me Look good but f**k ugly Tap your jaw from my Punch Buggy sunnin' you Got you shittin' in your last Huggie runnin' who F**kin' punk get a speed bump comin' through A single shot make your knees knock respect Wu Aiyyo I put it on a ni**a sh*t it on ni**a Turnin' Christian to a certified sinner The bomb I release time pent up While you got set up I was hittin' your ex hoe Sh*t I kept low petro' your metro Politic keep the chicken heads gobblin' Sh*t I'm drivin in come with funk halogen Terrorize your city from the spliff committee Kick a** till both Timberlands turn shitty gritty Smack the driver's head in the gypsy When I approach rappers be takin' notes I drop like I shoulda invented the raincoat Absolute I love to burn to the roots I keep comin' 'til your pour sperm from your boots Vigilante hardcore to the penis Tell you f**k you my attitude is anemic Stay out the dark 'cause if I catch you when the sun is down Run it clown come up off that or I'm gon' gun it down When in doubt however skull goes it's gon' be that See that that sh*t'll finish you dawg believe that Where we at do your value your life as much as your possessions Don't be a stupid ni**a learn a lesson I'm gon' get you either way and it's better to live Let me get what's between your sock cause it's better to give Than receive believe what I say when I tell you Don't make me put your somewhere where nobody'll smell you And when the lights is out they don't come back on This ain't a flick you ain't gon' come back on you ain't that strong You knew it was wrong but you asked for it baby You'se a pink ni**a ski mask for it baby So I can hit you up on front teeth you think I'm sweet Want heat One deep leave him behind front seat Aiyyo one two three four five six seven Blaze the hot trizack shine like heaven Seven six five four three two one Come on Mr Smith come get some When young sons fantasize of borrowin' flows Tell little shorty with the big mouth the bank is closed The symbol on my arm is off limits to challengers You hold the rusty swords I swing the Excalibur How dare you step up in my dimension Your little a** should be somewhere cryin' on detention Watch your mouth better yet hold your tongue I'ma do this sh*t for free this time this one's for fun Blow you to pieces leave you covered in feces With one thesis "LL Cool J is hard" Every little boy wanna pick up the mic And try to run with the big boys and live up to the real hype But that's like pickin' up a ball playin' with Mike Swingin' at Ken Griffey or challengin' Roy to a fight Snappin' you amateur MC's Don't you know I'm like the Dream Team tourin' overseas For rappers in my circle I'm a deadly disease Ringmaster bringin' a tiger cub to his knees uhh In the history of rap they've never seen such prominence Your naive confidence gets crushed by my dominance Now let's get back to this mic on my arm If it ever left my side it'd transform into a time bomb You don't wanna borrow that you wanna idolize And you don't wanna make me mad ni**a you wanna socialize And I'm darin' every MC in the game To play yourself out position and mention my name I make a rhyme for every syllable in your name Go platinum for every time your grimy a** was on the train Watch your mouth don't ever step out of line LL Cool J ni**a greatest of all time